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conernedHusband
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Date: December 02, 2014 06:12PM
My wife is TBM. I resigned my membership two years ago. The first year I was out of the Church was pretty hard on our marriage. We discussed divorce a few times (we had other issues in our marriage besides religion). Last December, we decided that we would commit to staying married for one full year (through the end of 2014) and not consider or discuss divorce at all.
After we made that commitment, we saw significant improvement in our marriage. We stopped talking about religion at all, and that eliminated much of the friction. We also worked on other aspects of our marriage, and those areas greatly improved. About two or three months into this one-year period, we both came to the conclusion that we wanted to stay married and never consider divorce ever again. Throughout this year, things have continued to get better, and I was feeling great about our marriage. In fact, I would say that this has been the best year of our marriage, even better than all those years we were both TBM (we’ve been married for almost 20 years).
Several days ago, my wife and I were sitting on the couch next to each other when my wife got a text. I was close enough that I saw the notice pop up on her phone. It was a man’s name. I didn’t think anything of it at first, but she acted nervous, and said something explaining why she got the text. I can’t remember what she said, but it seemed as though she was trying to hide something. It kept eating at me the rest of that day, and I couldn’t sleep that night, so I got up in the middle of the night and decided to read the text she had received. I’ve never read her texts before—never had a reason or desire to, though I should mention that we have an agreement that we are free to read each other’s texts and emails.
My wife is in a musical production being put on by our stake. The man who had sent her the text plays her husband in the musical. I’ll call him “Eric”. She had joked about going to practice with her “other husband” but had never said anything else about him. I started reading their texts back and forth to each other. They had started texting each other about three weeks earlier. During those three weeks, they probably averaged around 80 or 90 texts to each other a day. For reference, my wife and I average around 5 texts to each other per day. It took me over two hours to read through their texts to each other over the three-week period. I also got on her email account, and they had sent quite a few emails to each other.
Between the texts, emails, and several hours a week that they spend practicing for the musical, they have communicated far more than she and I have. Some of the texts were about the musical, which of course is understandable. Most of the texts were just friendly banter—my wife is a jokester, and Eric apparently has a similar sense of humor, and they really enjoyed joking back and forth with each other.
There are several factors that made me worried about this close friendship that had formed. Eric’s wife left the Church around 7 years ago, and they have had significant problems in their marriage. In fact, they have pretty much decided to get a divorce, and are waiting until January so their kids won’t have bad memories around Christmas time. My wife and Eric share a lot in common in addition to similar senses of humor: living with an apostate spouse, love of music, and, most importantly, dedication to the Church. For both of them, the gospel is the most important thing in their lives, just like it was for me when I was TBM.
Through their interaction over the last few weeks, they had developed an emotional intimacy. When something happened in her life, she’d fire off a text to Eric, and then they’d text back and forth. She’s never done this with me with anywhere near the frequency with which she was doing it with Eric. She sent him pictures of cute things our kids did. At least three times over the last three weeks, she had made treats for him, and he had made some pumpkin pancakes for her. Sometimes they’d give the treats to each other at the musical practice, but twice, she dropped them off at his house. I should add that for one of those three weeks, I was out of town on business.
They commiserated with each other over the difficulties of being married to an apostate spouse:
My wife: “I’m guessing we’re similar in that play practice feels like an “escape” sometimes. It’s a nice break from harsh realities for me, and of course it’s fun to talk to you!”
Eric: “It is a great escape, and a pleasure to be with friends.”
In the musical, my wife plays a woman who experiences great suffering.
Eric: “For me, you are the “real” [my wife’s character]. Your righteous desires are just as real as hers and the suffering just as deep. Your trust in God and hope for deliverance are what allow you to find joy in laughter and the peace I was talking about yesterday. Let all of that show! I’ll help you do that in whatever way you think is best.”
My wife: “Your sensitivity and perception surprise me—in a good way of course. I’ve really enjoyed conversing with you and appreciate your insights. I think I felt a little affronted when [another cast member] told me I needed to feel the [my wife’s character] part deeply. How can I not?!! There are so many parallels of [my wife’s character]’s suffering to other trials in my life, but one thing I love about the play is the reminder that she and [Eric’s character] are in it together and support each other…which is a nice zinger at my reality, but what can you do? :) Whether you know it or not, you’ve provided a lot of support to me in real life, and I’m already feeling sad that we’re near the end of this happy little bubble.”
Eric: “I think I could just say ditto to everything you just said.”
Sometimes they made jokes that I normally would have thought were funny since they’re playing husband and wife in a play (and their parts in the script include kissing, hand holding, and hugging), but considering everything else, they made me a little uncomfortable:
My wife: “That’s just what I was going to say! See, we are an old married couple!!”
Eric: “So…tired…do you think anyone would notice if I didn’t show up tonight?”
My wife: “But who would kiss me?? :)”
My wife: “OK. Go to your meadow. Pick some flowers for me.”
Eric: [Sends a bunch of pictures of flowers.]
My wife: “Oh my. Oh my!”
Eric: “I would have sent more, but the EPA was threatening to start regulating my text account.”
My wife: “Ever conscientious.”
My wife: “I need to love around too.
DOH. I meant move!!!!!!
Ha ha. Worst one I’ve missed so far.”
Eric: “Are you sure that was an accident???”
My wife: “Ha ha. Can’t slip anything by you, huh?!
That one better not spread past us.”
My wife: “Can’t wait to see you *blushing* :).”
My wife: “Ha ha. It’s a typical Sunday. Enough said?! :)
I told [a friend] today that I have a love/hate relationship with Sundays. I love them and hate them.
But my day doesn’t compare with your day. You win the prize, unfortunately, for the worst day. Sorry, my friend.”
Eric: “I’m sorry…and totally understand.”
My wife: “Yes, I know you do. That’s why we are texting buddies, remember? :)
Oh yeah—and fake husband and wife :) :).”
Eric: “I don’t know how they picked a more compatible pair!”
My wife: “Yeah, I bet [another married couple in the play] have really struggled with acting like a married couple…”
Eric: “They do seem a bit distant…”
My wife: “Ha ha. Maybe you and I could give them a few pointers on the finer arts of half hugs and hand kissing.”
Eric: “My thoughts exactly!”
Eric: I am curious what your first impressions [of me] might have been and how they have changed over the brief time you have known me.
My wife: Just look at your profile pic! Who wouldn’t want to sit by you?!
Eric grew a beard for the play, and my wife teased him about it, saying that he would look better when he shaved it off. Eric said he had decided to keep it.
My wife: “I’m fresh out of ideas for your next look. I guess you’ll have to shave it off. Even if you don’t go all the way, you could go for the George Clooney look. Yum.”
They both made some comments about how they wanted to get together to have a private conversation:
My wife: “Sounds like we need to have some more real conversations. I’ve been thinking a lot of how I can be a real friend to you. Your situation is tough. I must say, though, it’s amazing to know there is someone else who knows a bit of what I’m going through.”
My wife: “I still would like to talk to you about some things on my mind…but only if it doesn’t make things awkward or worse at your home. There are things that can only be said in person, I’ve come to realize.”
Eric: “Are you going to the temple session with the cast?”
My wife: “I hope to! … Next Tuesday night may be a little tricky bc my inlaws will be in town, and my husband will be expecting me home 2 hours after the session starts, but I def want to be there. Sigh again :).”
My wife: “It sounds like we need to have a real conversation instead of just a texting one. Are you OK??”
Eric: “I would love to have that conversation.”
My wife: “ OK…so when are we going to have this person-to-person talk? (It sounds so serious when I say it like that). Play practice has not really worked for us :).”
Eric: “I keep trying to figure that out. It’s a bit trickier being friends with someone of the opposite gender. I can’t just say…”I’m going to go grab breakfast with [my wife] just cause we want some friend time.”
My wife: “I know!!! I’ve had the same thoughts. My problem is I don’t want to share with [a mutual friend] some of my stuff since she knows my husband. It’s too personal. Is that weird that it doesn’t seem too personal if I talk about some things with you??”
My wife: “I’m in a bit of a pickle though. I seem to have left costco with an extra pumpkin pie. Know anyone who could use it? Or how I could get it to him?”
It was apparent that they were planning on meeting alone together after the cast temple session, which was two days after I started reading these texts. I didn’t say anything to her about reading any of her texts. When the day of the temple session arrived, my wife mentioned to me that some people from the cast were going to get together after the session, and then she was going shopping, so she might be home a little later. The session ended at 8 pm and she got home shortly after 10. I mentioned that I expected her home later, since when she gets together with friends, she usually stays out late. She said, “The cast members all went home, and I just talked with some women. It was like a Relief Society get-together.”
That night after we went to bed, I got up and checked her text account again. Sure enough, she had sent a text to Eric at 9:45 thanking him for meeting with her, and he texted back about how much he enjoyed the session and sharing some things with her.
I didn’t sleep at all that night. I got back into bed the next morning and waited for her to wake up. When she did, I asked her why she had been untruthful with me the night before about where she was and whom she was with. She said that she wasn’t untruthful; she went to the temple, talked with some friends, and went shopping. She didn’t admit that she had been with Eric until I told her I had read her texts. Then she said that Eric had been at the temple and had mentioned he wanted to share something with her, so after they left the celestial room, they sat down on a couch, and he shared something from Third Nephi that had been meaningful to him. Note that this is not the type of meeting that I had expected given the texts quoted above.
I told her that I was worried that Eric had replaced me as her closest confidant. That she and Eric have more in common, especially when it comes to religion which is the most important part of her life, and that my wife and I have nothing in common regarding religion and we can’t ever even talk about it at all. I acknowledged that she and I did have a lot of shared experience, and we have five kids together, but the fact that Eric was planning on divorcing his wife made me seriously wonder whether my wife was planning on leaving me for Eric. I told her that she had developed a significant emotional intimacy with Eric. She said that there had been no physical intimacy, and I believed her. I was still quite worried.
I asked if we could look at some of their texts so she could help me understand how I could be interpreting them incorrectly. We looked at several texts including the ones quoted above, and for each text, she would explain it away as just joking or her just trying to console Eric with the struggles he was having in his life.
She apologized that her interaction with Eric had hurt me. She insisted that it was only a friendship, nothing more. She didn’t admit that she had done anything wrong. She didn’t even admit that she had lied about meeting up with Eric after the temple session. But she agreed to send Eric a text and tell him that they needed to scale back their friendship. She did this, and he texted back that he totally understood, and they haven’t texted since. They are, however, in the middle of a week of performances of the play, so they’re spending a whole lot of time together this week.
I attended the first two performances of the play. I had extreme emotions on both ends of the spectrum. My wife had never before acted in a play or sung solos in front of people, and she had been nervous to try out for this play. It took quite a bit of convincing from me for her to try out, and she ended up getting one of the major parts. She was amazing. She has great natural acting ability, and she sings beautifully. I was so proud to see my wife performing so beautifully.
And it absolutely killed me to see her performing with Eric. Through the kissing, hand holding, hugging, and long periods where he keeps his arm around her, I just bawled like a baby. I wanted to believe her that there was nothing there, but I had a hard time convincing myself.
It’s been several days since I first talked to her about this. Through our interactions during that time, I am becoming more convinced that she really does still love me and definitely wants to stay in our marriage. We had a discussion last night in which she again apologized for the whole situation. She felt, though, that I had come to my conclusion about what was happening between her and Eric, and then I searched the texts for evidence to support my conclusion. She said that she doesn’t want to feel like her every word is being scrutinized or that she has to be careful about how she says things so that her words don’t come back to bite her later. So she wants a new policy that we no longer read each other’s texts and emails. She also wants to continue her friendship with Eric, though she promised to not let it get back to the level of intimacy that it previously was. She feels like he’s a good friend with whom she has a lot in common, and she doesn’t want to end that friendship.
I am uncomfortable with agreeing never to read her texts or emails. I should state that I do believe her now that she loves me and wants to stay married. I also believe she had no ill intentions with her friendship with Eric. I understand her desire to not feel scrutinized, and I know that I jumped to some erroneous conclusions about her texts. I also don’t think I should be dictating whom she can and can’t be friends with. I don’t want to be a controlling husband.
I have not yet agreed to stop reading her texts and emails. I’ve told her that I have no intention of reading them for the foreseeable future, but I don’t want to promise never to do so. I am not going forbid her to be friends with Eric. I don’t like it, since, even if she is being completely truthful that it was never more than a friendship, I feel like it’s a dangerous one given the circumstances of their marriage and ours.
Any thoughts? Should I agree to stop reading her texts and emails? Should I not be worried about her friendship with Eric? Am I being overly sensitive and worrying too much, or am I being properly cautious in protecting my marriage?